Hoseok's POV

The next day, I stand in front of the club, looking at the sign, and sighing to myself as I walk into the door I became acquainted with walking through the day before. Last night, I stayed up all night. I constantly contemplated whether or not I was going to actually go through with this. If this is the job I was going to pursue in order to pay for medical school. After twisting and turning and finding the many pros that surprisingly outweighed the cons of this profession, I just gave in entirely. I no longer question it. I need money, and this is going to give me money.

I'm greeted by a smiling Seokjin that shakes my hand. "Welcome back, Hoseok. I'm so glad you decided to come back and give us a try. I hope you've had a good night's rest."

"I tried." I chuckle, along with Jin.

"Follow me. Jungkookie is waiting for you."

I follow my new boss into the club and it's quiet, except for Jungkook on the phone. When we get closer, his voice becomes more audible.

"Bullshit!" He yells into the other line. "I only fucked her once. And even still, I came in her mouth, not her pus-"

"Jungkook." Seokjin says in a stern voice.

He catches the younger's attention and he nods. "I'll call you later. I have work to do."

Seokjin glares at Jungkook and he stands straight, clearly intimidated by his boss. The older crosses his arms over his chest as I look on. "What did I tell you about bringing that mess into work?"

"I'm technically not on-"

"What did I tell you, Jeon Jungkook?" Seokjin reiterates in a deeper, more intimidating voice.

Jungkook nods, looking down at his feet. "You're right. I'm sorry, Hyung. I won't let it happen again."

"If I see it happen again, it's a write up." Seokjin huffs, rolling his neck to the side and relaxing himself. "Now, on to the matter at hand. Please don't give Hoseok a bad first impression. We don't want to scare him off before he even starts."

"I understand. I'm sorry." Jungkook bows and Seokjin nods. "So, how long am I training?"

"Just up until a half hour before open. Unless you finish early. Sound good?"

"When is opening?" I ask.

"8pm. So you may leave at 7:30 if you wish. If you finish early, you can just leave then, or you can stay and watch the performances. I just want to make sure you're okay for today."

I nod in understanding, taking off my jacket and setting it on a chair. "Sounds good. Thank you."

"Then I'll leave you to it. Teach him well, Jungkook." Seokjin chuckles as he turns on his heels to leave.

Once he's gone, Jungkook releases a sigh and plops into a chair. "Sorry about that. I've got this crazy girl claiming I'm the father of her child."

"Damn, that sucks." I bite my lip. "I'm sure you're not the father."

"I know I'm not the father. The dates don't even add up. But this isn't the first time this has happened."

"It isn't?"

"Nope." He says, popping the 'p'. "This is probably the 3rd time, maybe 4th."

My eyes nearly bulge out of their sockets. "Goddamn, Jungkook. Protection much?"

Jungkook shrugs, taking a sip out of his water bottle. "None of the kids are mine. So it doesn't matter. I need to so stop thinking that way, I know I need to. Anyway, let's get started. Not that the famous Jung Hoseok needs any training."

I laugh as I shake my head. "I'm not famous."

"But you probably won't need much help either. I'll just show you some basic things when being on stage."

With a simple nod, I'm led to the stage and Jungkook hops up, instinctively swinging around the pole that's standing tall in the middle of the stage. The way he does it is so masculine. Who knew you could look masculine while pole dancing.

Once he finishes, I give him a small applause, cuing his sweet bunny smile. "Thank you. I know what I just did looked easy, but that takes a lot of practice. It's all arm strength. Did you want to try?"

"I'll pass." I shrug off. "I'm pretty damn clumsy on my first go of certain things."

"If you insist." Jungkook chuckles.

The next hour is mostly him explaining certain techniques of body movements. Basically, the ways to seductively roll your hips, grind- on a person or on the floor-, thrusting powerfully but not so much at the same time.

"Exotic dancing, stripping, or whatever you wanna call it, isn't easy." Jungkook explains. "And it most certainly doesn't come with a manual. A lot of it is knowing your body and how your body moves. You have to be one with your movements. I don't need to tell you that, though. I'm sure you know."

"That's true." I agree. "A lot of it, from what I can see, looks like it comes from the hips."

"It's what the ladies want. This is what they come to see. And with someone as experienced in dance as you, they'll fall in love with you."

"You think so?"

"Without a doubt!" Jungkook smiles.

I can't help but to return it, lightening up to this whole stripper deal even more. Who knew that over the course of a day, I'd start feeling more comfortable with it?

"I don't work tomorrow," Jungkook starts. "But I can come in and show you more. Or Taehyung can show you."

"That's V, right?" I inquire, leaning against the pole.

He hums in response to my question. "Mmhmm. He's pretty good himself. We're all great, if you ask me. We've been here a while, so we know just about everything that has to do with Her Sweet Dreams."

"Okay. You enjoy your day off. I'll work with V."

"Cool, I'll let him know. He'll be here any minute."

We sit and chat for while as more employees make their way into the building, preparing to open. I notice familiar black hair that happens to be in 2 high space buns today. Yuri walks behind the bar, flipping on the fluorescent lights and grabbing a cloth to wipe down the bar top. Jungkook announces to me that he has to go to the back to get ready and I nod, letting him go.

I start making my way over to the bar slowly when I notice Taehyung over there as well. Yuri smiles at the overly handsome man, her flirtatious mode that I'm sure is instantly activated.

Yuri's POV

"Ri, you're looking delicious today." Taehyung says to .e, winking in my direction. He already knows the deal and how to push my buttons. Hell, I do the same to him.

"And you look just as fuckable as always, Kim Taehyung." I say softly, leaning against the bar with my breasts slightly showing. Taehyung surely notices. I whistle and snap my perfectly manicured fingers as I giggle. "Hey, eyes up here."

"Hows about I just bend you over the counter, kitten?" He says without a second thought,  moving closer to my face so only I can hear him. "You've been teasing me for so long. Just let me have you."

I get even closer to him, lips lightly ghosting over his as I feel myself getting hot. I never fuck my coworkers, but Taehyung might be  that one exception. I've wanted to get at him for just as long as he's been trying for me. Maybe one time can't hurt?

"Take me to dinner Friday and we'll talk about it." I breathe out.

"You got it, babe." Taehyung pulls away, winking as he saunters to the back, greeting Hoseok before disappearing.

I mentally composes myself as I smile at Hoseok. "Hey, dancing man. It's nice to see you back."

"I can say it's pretty good to be back. I'm actually a little anxious to start." Hr smiles at me and my heart just flutters.

"That's awesome. Do you know when?"

"Not yet, but I want to make sure I have trained just enough to be good up there."

"Our boys will get you ready. They're good. And you will be, too. I'm just ready to see you in a tiny thong." I wink.

Hoseok chuckles as he shakes his head. "I'm gonna have to get used to you, Ri."

I bite my lip, winking in his direction and earning a bigger smile. "Oh, you will. Sooner than you think."

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Okay okay I am sooooooooooo sorry this hasn't been updated in a while!! I had no idea how to do the next chapter & I had writer's block so goddamn bad... But I have an idea now of how I'm going to have these next few chapters flow, so get ready for hella updates from the story!

I'm gonna need to make an update schedule, too. Momma wants you to be prepared for this, especially since it's a sexy story.

Anywhos, i gotta get ready for work! I hope you all enjoyed!!! 💜💜💜

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